Wolf on Wolf

Have you ever had one of those dreams that seemed so real that when you woke up you thought that the events had actually transpired in reality? Well, this isn't one of those dreams. I do believe I've shared this dream with one of my friends already, although I'm sure he wouldn't mind seeing it in slightly better written form. To all the dreamers out there, this ones for you and your imagination!

I'm working outdoors at some kind of woodworks factory alongside my sister, parents and one set of grandparents. I'm being lazy with some of my work, taking my sweet precious time to do the simplest of chores in order to kill time. Eventually the end of the day arrives, so my family and I leave the premises of the factory, walking through a large iron gate onto a road. The road is in the style of a path in the middle of a forest. (Kinda like in Beauty and the Beast!)

As we get onto the road, my senses start to tingle... something was up (not that! get your mind outta the gutter!). I drew a previously unseen sword from a sheath in preparation, when all of a sudden a monster comes careening at us along the road! As it came closer I saw just what the foul beast was: a werewolf... in a wheelchair! A scary sight indeed.

My family stood back as I swung my sword at it, and after an intense battle where the werewolf managed to avoid all my swipes and almost got a few on me, I got a hit on it. The werewolf was slumped in the wheelchair, apparently defeated.

My family and I wasted no time in getting out of there. We walked as fast as we could up the road, looking for the nearest village. As we entered the boundary of said village, I looked back down the long straight road we had come up. The werewolf was busy hobbling around, wheelchair forgotten, going nowhere fast. I put it to the back of my mind.

There was no-one in the houses in the village, but we managed to find the Village Hall. Everyone was holed up in there for safety reasons. However there was no door to get into the hall. Only a large window at head height. At first we were barred entry to the hall despite the imminent danger they suspected. Then one of my companions (who had been my family but had turned into friends) proved to be a friend of theirs through means of knowledge and we were allowed entry into the hall through the window. And just in the nick of time too! As I got through the window, two massive dogs appeared, and were unrelentingly trying to get into the hall. They were trying to eat us.

Luckily in the hall was an arsenal of weaponry, and I found an axe that came in handy in dealing with one of the dogs, while some of the other villagers defeated the other.

However, our bad luck was yet to run out! As soon as my dog was defeated a huge bear jumps in through a window! Fearing for my safety, I jumped out another window and ran some.

When I stopped, I turned around. I saw a bear coming at from the front, and one from the side. I resigned myself to the worst and closed my eyes. Next thing I know, I hear talking. I open my eyes and see that the two bears had transformed into humans - like me! Except one each, because I'm only one human.

There was a man, and a woman (who looked mighty fiiine, if I say so myself). I got into a good conversation with the (Wo)Man-Bears and some of my friends joined me.

Upon waking up, I realised that the attractive female bear, in human form that is, looked a LOT like Zooey Deschanel (pictured above - also a treat for Dragnew! haha)

Wow. Now that's a dream!

Height: The Least of My Problems

Ever since I was a young girl... errr, I mean, man, my peers had one obvious advantage over me. They could see further than me, climb bigger trees, talk to older girls.... actually thats a lie. The third one any way. The reason is that I have always been slightly shorter than my friends. Having said that, it was hard to find someone within a two year age radius of me who was shorter. I couldn't see as far as my friends because my vantage point wasn't quite as good. I couldn't climb the bigger trees because my arms were just too short to reach even the low branches, and, lets face it, I had smaller trees to fry! But the older girls thing? I'll tell you something, when you are as short as I was, girls of all ages will flock in droves to tell you just how darned cute you are. I'd be lying if I said it was horrible. Because it wasn't. Not in the least.
Unfortunately, as I grew older and grew at a tenth the speed of those around me, well, the sad and honest truth is that the girls stopped flocking. That was the start of my downfall, so to speak.
Then I arrived at a newly built school to start my secondary education. Sure I arrived a few weeks later than all the other kids, but before long (3.14159 years, give or take a decimal or two) they accepted me. There were three boys that I was now friends with whom I towered over! Oh, what a glorious feeling! It was great! Maybe I could avoid the downfall? But over the Christmas holidays tragedy struck! One of those boys grew taller than me. I knew it was coming, but to arrive back at school the next year, confirmed it as a terrifying reality. Over the course of the year I tried my best to ignore the growth of the two remaing Short-Ones. By the next Christmas, the second of them overtook me in height. I felt battered and broken. My legacy looked to be ripped apart and spread across the school playground in tatters. A dream never fully realised, but disapparating fast.
But today, just about the final blow, the arrow in the apple, was almost struck. The third and final Short-One was of an estimated equal height to myself. I fear for my standing in the group if he continues to grow. I've warned him before that I'll cut his legs off, yet he proceeds in his foul endeavours. I really am sorry that it has come to this, but he knew of my conditions. It appears this is my true downfall. But he should have taken heed.

"Past my height - the prospect's black.
Too late, it's gone, two legs you lack."

I thought it was clear enough.

Music In My Ears

Being on a bit of a good run with my blogging today, I've decided that I need to share with you something so personal that you are the first to know about. That's right. The size of my (insert here) love for music. Indeed you may not give a two clap baritone about what I have to say about music, and even less about my music. But you have read this far, so I think I can safely proceed. My iTunes is on random, as a song comes on I'll share my thoughts on it. There you have it, happy reading.

1)Who'll Stop The Rain? - Creedence Clearwater Revival: Not a song that I've listened to a lot, but it's one of the ones that I'm sure Dad played in my younger days in the car and the stereo. It's not a bad song at all, actually I quite like it. Why it asks ME "Who'll stop the rain?" I don't know, because I have no idea! But stay away from Dustin Hoffman!

2)Photograph - Nickelback: A solid song from one of my fave bands (don't laugh! I'm warnin' ya!) This song reminds me predominantly of my life when it came it, but more specifically of waiting with Dad in the car for my Mum and Sister to come back from the post shop.

3)Ruby Tuesday - The Rolling Stones: Another oldie from Dad's collection. A song that has recently been growing on me for reasons I can't fathom.

4)Tragedy - The Bee Gees: You know them. The high pitched male singer brothers. Yep, this is them. Another song that recalls my childhood, walking around the lounge in a daze, not quite comprehending that these were in fact men singing.

5)Everybody Loves Somebody - Frank Sinatra: A great song that I only discovered recently after picking up a Sinatra CD for a good deal. It's an ideal song to sit back, and close your eyes and listen to. And then I realise just how old I must be getting...

6)Crazy? Yes! Dumb? No! - The Mint Chicks: The only reason I even have this song is because a friend of mine wanted it for his birthday. In a friendly gesture, I copied the disc to my own library... for testing of course! A Kiwi song that has certainly grown on me in the year and a bit I've had it (getting close to 2 years!)

7)Because You Loved Me - Celine Dion: Yeah! So what?!!? This song was played relentlessly during my childhood by my mother. Now you, my friends, know half the reason I've turned out like this. Having said that, I do actually like the song.

8)Tainted Love - Soft Cell: A good song that come back into my listening spectrum about a year ago. Although the start of the prechorus, makes me slightly upset that I do in fact listen to this every now and then. There's just something cheddary about it.

9)Passe Em Casa - Tribalistas: A really interesting Brazilian song. I've had it for about 2 years now, and it is still a favourite. I have no idea what is being said, but the singers sound great singing it! The album this came off was a one time collaboration only, so thats rather a pity.

10)Goodnight, Goodnight - Maroon 5: With an opening guitar that sounds ridiculously like 3DD's "Kryptonite", comes a great song from my fave band. A very touching song, that I think is, from a lyrics point of view, sung to a former lover, and their child.

Sleeping - Not For The Entertained!

Earlier today I went to the local shopping center expecting to see a movie. What I got was a few hours walking around with some of my (rather interesting!) friends. Don't laugh! I do have friends!!!!
Well anyway, long story short, one of those friends says "Hey come over to my place! It'll be so awesome you will never ever forget it!" Or something along those lines... So myself and another friend take up the offer. We were sorely dissapointed. We left hours earlier than intended. "Why?" I hear you ask, neh, beg. The reason is that our host fell asleep. Yes, thats right. We, with our dashing good looks and great scent (sense?) of humour, and yet our host falls asleep. Am I really that boring? Do I not evoke this feeling of mysteriality that would keep any sane person on edge all the while I'm present? I know from experience that I in fact do evoke that feeling (or maybe its due to my lack of pleasant smell and everyone's ready to bolt?)! So why would anyone fall asleep on my watch? The answer lies with you, my friends and faithful readers, and only with you.

First Timer - Take It Easy On Me

Because you are currently reading this (and I know you are - don't deny it!) then the first thing you really should do is click on your history, and delete everything - trust me, you don't want this to be on there. However, if you are here because you want to be (cranially challenged, anyone?), then by all means carry on without said deletion and be proud! Be proud that you are part of a close knit community of very few people who are willing to read this claptrap!
On a lighter note, every time you join From The Stars of Sirius, a kitten is born. How cuuuuute! So if you think the world hasn't got enough cuddly, warm, fluffy kittens, come often, and refresh again and again and again (hopefully you won't see through my masterminded attempt in garnering more views... hmmmm).
I guess I'll get around to doing more specific posts if I can gain enough interest from my ridiculously difficult work of putting all of this together and depositing it onto YOUR computer screen.

Regards,
The Attention Seeker

P.S: I hope I never have to use the "Attention Seeker" line again.... I think it makes me sound a little... desperate, I guess. You know how to fix that, don't you?